Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 294
[Chapter 290]
Endlessly Meng Heli Barbarian’s life is a bit bad recently.
In the beginning, Wu Liangbucha, the captain of the guard whom he trusted, swept away all the tribute taxes that should have been paid to him in the name of collecting tribute, cutting off his basic income for the next year.
It doesn’t matter, what about fighting, are you afraid that you won’t get any money?
When Ben Hou builds a team of 5,000 wild horses bought at a high price from Mantian Temple, it will be time to take off!
Then, the horse was gone!
Disappearing at the same time as the horse was his loyal subordinate Meng Chita and three hundred personal guards!
It just disappeared miraculously.
Not a single horse hair to be found!
Doulton!
Thinking about it with those two hands on the back, I know it must have something to do with Dou Erdun!
It’s just hateful, Dou Erdun also disappeared on the barbarian plain along with Man Ju, Meng Chita and others, as if he had never appeared before…
In order to make up for the shortfall, Meng Heli had to make a move that violated his principles. Decide.
Tributes must be collected from the tribes outside the city again!
Of course, you can’t collect taxes openly, otherwise you will be ridiculed by other barbarian princes, and you will even be reprimanded when the barbarian king returns.
Therefore, it can only be collected by robbing.
Gather the last batch of guards, dress up as barbarians, and rob those tribes that belong to you!
As for why not rob other tribes?
Nonsense, what if the barbarian lords of other tribes find out? At that time, not only will you be ashamed, but you will also be punished.
It’s still more cost-effective to rob one’s own people, and at most find a few people to come out for the dead ghosts later.
As a benevolent lord, Meng Heli will record all the gains he has plundered in a small book, and reduce them later as appropriate!
After all, it’s not easy!
Withdrawing his scattered thoughts, Meng Heli looked at the three masked guards half kneeling in front of him, and nodded.
“Cover your face, and put on your cloak, it’s best to pretend to be those human bandits!”
“Start from the farthest place!”
Meng Heli looked at his power map, and his eyes fell on the furthest place. A tribe far away.
“Tentur?”
“That’s it!”
“Go!” The
three guards bowed and disappeared into the night…
Under
the wild sky, a space twisted, and Chen Luo led the tiger and leopard to ride from ancient times. Walked out of the tomb and stood under Mantian.
Because with two thousand soldiers, Chen Luo naturally did not transform into a barbarian, but took out his own armor from the tiger talisman, rode on the horse king riding the barbarian horse, and smiled at Yang Nanzhong.
“As expected of Lord Hou!” Although Yang Nanzhong had been informed of some things long ago, he still felt a little dazed in his heart when he saw the Manyue hanging above the Mantian sky and stepping on the Manyuan land with his own eyes.
Before Chen Luo said that there was a way to transport the Tiger and Leopard Riders to the Manyuan, he thought he needed the cooperation of dozens of Confucian scholars, but unexpectedly, he just walked through a tunnel and arrived.
This is too…comfortable!
Chen Luo turned his head, and through the special function of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry armor, he conveyed his words to the ears of every Tiger and Leopard Cavalry officer: “The next target is the tribe outside Man City! Our goal is very simple, to grab the Man Kill the barbarians!”
“Don’t be fooled by the beauty of the barbarian women, and don’t be soft-hearted because of killing the old and weak, women and children of the barbarians.”
“There is no tribe on the border that is not stained with the blood of the human race!”
“Do you understand?”
“Understood Already!” In the armor, Chen Luo nodded when he heard the uniform response from the soldiers.
He took out a piece of animal skin from his arms, which marked the specific locations and sizes of some tribes.
This is Meng Heli’s sphere of influence.
At the beginning, in order to win over Dou Erdun and show his strength, Meng Heli gave Chen Luo this power map.
Isn’t this the little fat sheep giving the tiger a gift, and brought a hot pot base by the way?
“Let’s go, the first target, Tentur’s tribe!”
Chen Luo closed his armor and galloped towards Tentur’s tribe. Yang Nanzhong followed closely behind. Then, two thousand tiger and leopard riders grabbed the reins and followed with a roar.
For a moment, the silent barbaric land trembled weakly…
…
Tengtuer’s department.
For the human race, because it contains the power of the barbarian, the barbarian is a treasure; conversely, the same is true for the barbarian.
At this moment, an important ceremony is being held in the Tentur Department. Their soldiers had just won a battle on the battlefield and sent back three full barrels of human blood.
It’s all the blood of Confucian scholars, including those of Confucian scholars and teachers.
Today they want to sacrifice this blood to the great Mantian, and pray that Mantian will give their young children more strength, so that the Tentur tribe can breed stronger fighters, so that the Tentur tribe can live in the world one day. Into the great and bright barbarian city.
“Dalabon, Dalabon, Dalabon…” Rablaka, the old patriarch of the Tentur tribe, chanted the ancient sacrificial words while dipping his hands in blood. Outlandish symbols are depicted on the backs of barbarians.
He is meticulous and earnestly completes every line. From the slightly hot blood, he seems to be able to hear the roar of the human race.
Shout, roar, the more unwilling you are, the stronger the power bestowed by Mantian will be.
After personally painting the backs of forty-two barbarian children with symbols, Rablaka stood on the altar and shouted: “Children, the Mantian will send down power, but do you know how to repay the Mantian? ”
“Kill the human race! Kill the human race! Kill the human race!” Forty-two barbarian children shouted in unison.
Rabraka nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the altar of human blood on the altar, and said, “These are the blood of the human race brought to you by the warriors of our tribe. In the future, you will bring more blood.” Yes, better human blood. Do you know?”
“Patriarch, don’t worry! I will bring back ten altars!”
“I will bring twenty altars!”
Hearing the shouts below, Rabulaka felt relieved, and he Lifting his head, looking at the moon, chanting
aloud– ” Darabongbabande
Bedib Dobiruon…”
Tesuwasirasong…”
As Labulaka chanted loudly over and over again, all the people in the tribe lowered their heads and chanted along with Rabulaka in a low voice. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up .
“Mantian responded! Mantian responded!” One of the mothers of the barbarian children shouted in surprise, “It’s Fengli, Mantian sent Fengli.”
At this time, the bloody symbols on the backs of the forty-two barbarian children It gradually faded, not because it was absorbed by them, but as if an invisible existence was depriving it of its power. As the blood color dimmed, the body of the barbarian child became stronger visible to the naked eye.
Rabraka’s eyes showed joy, and he continued to pray aloud devoutly. The courtesy is not enough, he still wants more, and continued to chant loudly— “A Saidi, A Saidong
, A Sai Deyi, make a move.”
…”
At this time, the ground trembled slightly, and the blood altar above the altar also had circles of ripples.
“Earth shaking ceremony! Mantian sent an earth shaking ceremony.” An old barbarian laughed, “Our tribe is going to produce a manhou! We are going to produce a manhou!”
Rabulaka showed doubts. The ground shaking ceremony is one of the gifts given by the barbarians. Legend has it that the barbarian giants shake the ground when they walk. This ground shaking ceremony means that those who are baptized will not have any bottlenecks before they are promoted to barbarians. .
But, can such a little sacrifice be exchanged for such a big reward from Man Tian?
Or…
Labulaka’s complexion suddenly changed!
…
A few miles away, there were several barbarian corpses shot to death by blood-breaking arrows lying on the ground, which was Tentur’s peripheral security. Chen Luo could almost see the flames in Tentur’s department, and Yang Nanzhong was upright, and he could see the traces of the ceremony and the blood altar on the altar at a glance.
“Master Hou, this tribe is using the blood of our human race as a sacrifice!”
Chen Luo pulled out the saber that he was equipped with, and sent a voice to the whole army— “Tengtur tribe
, exterminate the tribe!”
“Yes!” Under the bright light, two thousand tigers and leopards rode straight to Tentur’s department.
“Reload and charge! Tiger rider!” Yang Nanzhong shouted! Immediately, he pulled out the saber and hit his chest three times with the hilt, and the others did the same. For a while, the sound of the knocks was like a thousand arrows raining down. After the three strikes, the running tiger and leopard cavalry were heavily armored in an instant, and the horse was dressed in fine armor, turning into a torrent of steel, and the horseshoes stepped out like thunder!
…
“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!” Rabraka shouted loudly, but it was too late. When he looked in the direction of the thunderous sound, he saw an elite cavalry heading towards them Come roaring.
Rabulaka looked terrified, he raised his hands and ran towards the tiger and leopard rider: “My lords, my lords, I am Rabulaka, the chief of the Tengtur tribe!”
“My department is willing to offer all the belongings of this department. …” Before the words fell, Chen Luo, who took the lead, slashed down with a knife. The huge momentum of the stepping horse made Chen Luo cut off Labulaka’s head almost effortlessly, and Labulaka’s head flew high. Almost at the same time, the tiger and leopard rider beside Chen Luo rushed towards the Tentur tribe like a flood!
“Not one left!” Yang Nanzhong slashed a barbarian girl who was standing in front of the barbarian child in half, and cut the throat of the barbarian child whose eyes were shining with hatred!
The barbarian soldiers still existing in the Tengtur tribe tried to resist, but they were swallowed up by the tiger and leopard cavalry almost instantly!
“Not one!”
“Not one!”
“Sacrifice the blood of our human heroes, damn it!”
“Kill the barbarians today, and kill the barbarians tomorrow!”
For a moment, the entire Tentur tribe burst into tears.
Chen Luo shot an arrow with a bow. The arrow was like a crescent moon, piercing the throat of a barbarian child who was trying to escape. The symbol written on his body slowly turned into a wisp of blue color and dissipated…
After
half an hour, Teng No more barbarians in Tours!
Chen Luo stared blankly at the jar of blood, a little lost in thought.
Yang Nanzhong walked up to Chen Luo: “Master Hou, all the barbarians have been tidied up.”
Chen Luo nodded, pointing to the blood altar: “Pack it up and place it properly. I want to bring it back to Dongcang for a memorial service!”
Yang Nanzhong went up Before, just as he was about to hold the blood altar, the blood in the blood altar suddenly boiled like boiling.
Chen Luo’s expression flickered, he reached out his hand into the blood altar, and suddenly retracted it, the blood was hot at this time.
The hot blood kept tumbling, turned into streaks of blood and scattered, and landed on the cloak of the tiger and leopard rider.
In an instant, the dark blue cloak was dyed red, which was extremely bright.
“Qiyue Wuyi, fellow countrymen!” Yang Nanzhong was startled, “Master Hou, they don’t want to go back, but continue to fight side by side with us!”
Chen Luo looked at the bloody cloak behind him, and took a deep breath.
“The blood of Jinxiu Heshan’s martyrs stained my robe and I will fight endlessly!”
Chen Luo got on his horse and said, “Let’s go, tonight, don’t seal the sword!”
“No!”
…
Another half an hour later, a group of masked barbarian cavalry arrived at Tentur, but in front of them, there were only broken limbs and remains on the ground.
“What… what’s going on here?”
“It’s unlucky, it looks like I ran into a real bandit.”
“Let’s go to the next tribe!”
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(end of this chapter)
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